WE to she

Dear Use-To-Be-Friend,

 

I thought we would be together until the end,

But our friendship had ended in a bend.

 

You went one way,

I went another.

 

I found out how toxic it was

to hang by your side cause

you’d put my head in a fuzz

filling it with, b a d h a b i t s.

 

but now you’re gone,

starting that family with one.

 

My brain is still slightly a fry,

my actions still a fray,

my voice still as shy,

but I still must say,

I am glad to say goodbye.

 

With utmost love,

your used-to-be-friend

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